Original God: Founding a sect in Shushan, gathering people in Teyvat to cultivate immortality

Shushan.

On Tongtian Peak, Jiang Yan and Xiaotian were sitting and talking.

Keli, Ying, Ganyu and others were practicing hard with the support of Jiang Yan's massive resources.

It was probably Jiang Yan's rapid progress in practice and his immortality that stimulated them.

Although it is impossible to ascend to the immortal world now, who knows...

If it is possible to ascend again in the future, Jiang Yan will definitely leave.

Ganyu and others don't want to be separated from Jiang Yan for too long.

Xiaotian drank the wine in the golden cup in front of him that exuded immortal power and lay on the ground with a comfortable look on his face.

"So... the Jade Emperor and his men are gone, which has its benefits."

"Even at the Peach Festival in the past, only the master, who was so powerful, could drink this nectar. Occasionally, the master would give me a sip. As far as I can remember, it should have been tens of millions of years ago, 427 years ago."

"Jiang Yan, another peach."

Jiang Yan glanced at Xiaotian and threw him another three-striped peach.

"Comfortable... This day is comparable to Guanjiangkou."

Xiaotian Dog turned over and lay down calmly.

"Speaking of which, do you really not care about the fighting in the lower world?"

"I have already banned them from fighting in Shushan. Now that the world of immortal cultivation has revived, appropriate fighting is also a good thing."

Jiang Yan paused and said:

"As long as this kind of fighting does not involve the world of Shushan, the various spirit races, various forces, and even the spirit races themselves have many disagreements."

"No matter how much I ask, it is impossible for them to live in harmony."

"It is better to relax some restrictions appropriately."

Xiaotian curled his lips and did not speak.

"Speaking of which, I also have something to ask you."

Jiang Yan looked at Xiaotian and said softly:

"That prehistoric world is blatantly bearing the names of the great gods. The immortal world cannot be unaware of it. Why has there been no response?"

"Don't you know the answer?"

Xiaotian rolled his eyes.

"A certain Daluo was free and wrote his own script. Others are having fun. What can we do?"

"As expected... Is it that Daluo?"

Xiaotian thought for a moment and said softly:

"Strictly speaking, it is not a certain Daluo. After all, even the Three Pure Ones cannot come up with a script involving so many Daluo in one go."

"According to our guess, it should be a long time ago when a group of Daluo got together to write a script when they were free."

"But this has nothing to do with us. It's just their entertainment."

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"So, what is the attitude of Daluo towards the prehistoric world?"

"Just let it go."

Xiaotian shrugged.

"Daluo are not free every day to pay attention to a few middle thousand worlds.”

“You think too much. Daluo will not casually involve ordinary people. To them, we are not the same kind of life at all.”

“Instead of thinking about the Daluo, it is better to think about how to overcome the tribulation.”

“In a short period of time, we can’t ascend to the upper realm.”

Jiang Yan smiled, sensed the system deep in his soul, and said softly:

“I already have a way. Don’t worry, it won’t affect the lower realm.”

Xiaotian looked up at Jiang Yan and said meaningfully:

“It seems that you have a lot of secrets.”

“Who doesn’t have a secret yet?”

Jiang Yan shook his head and said softly: (To read the violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

“In short, you don’t have to think too much about cultivation. When the time comes, you will understand.”

“Hey! Jiang Yan boy. ”

Xiaotian stood up and looked at Jiang Yan seriously.

“Let’s compare…”

“Let’s see who breaks through the Golden Immortal first, me or you…”

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows and said softly:

“I am only in the early stage of Earthly Immortal, and you are already at the peak of Heavenly Immortal. Do you think it is fair?”

“Why not?”

Xiaotian stared at Jiang Yan deeply.

“Even if it is the master, it took thousands of years to become an immortal from a mortal, even if he was born to refine his spirit and turn back to the void.”

“Since the development of the Immortal Realm, I have never seen anyone who can become an immortal from a mortal in less than a hundred years.”

Jiang Yan smiled inexplicably and nodded:

“Okay!”